This Town Needs Guns I'll Take The Minute Snake
Three years your health's been failing
To me it's worth sustaining
Pull your areteries open with splints
Pushing straight to your heart
Through the veins in your arms
I really hope that you pull through
There's no one there as dear to me as you
And when you die I'll miss you terribly
My friends have seen you perfectly
But I am no excuse for your legacy